Monthly Archives: February 2008

1 Parable One night as in ancient Arabian fables, a young thief stole into a gothic mansion & overheard dark conversations about hoards of gold from traders at the Palace & the usual public backlash. The sentinels smelled his presence … Continue reading →

1 Parable One night as in ancient Arabian fables, a young thief stole into a gothic mansion & overheard dark conversations about hoards of gold from traders at the Palace & the usual public backlash. The sentinels smelled his presence … Continue reading →

I A. She’s the woman by the window, her face limned by the orange light of evening, but she sits stockstill, her eyes blankly reading the horizon for certain signs of anything that’ll probably change her life. B. He sits … Continue reading →

(1) Funeral Only a handful of mourners led the procession on foot to the cemetery for my mother’s burial. A few relatives were on hand to dignify the urn of ashes of my father from the city – they were … Continue reading →